THE PANTS OF THE HOT

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i don't know what i'm looking at

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If that is what you wish.

[ Clears. His throat. ]

'Twould seem my father had plans, schemes he conjured after speaking to the Ascians—an organization who sowed ruin to accomplish their goals. After he jailed me, he sought to pursue those plans in Azys Lla and make himself god. I imparted you knowledge on Primals, consider it my father would be the vessel of one. With the power of a Primal, I'm sure he meant to temper our people to keep fighting in the war... Nullifying the truth.

[ Sometimes your dad is a megalomaniac? ]

... I had to order his death sentence. For our people's sake, I had no choice. This would spark a number of disputes and acts of terrorism in Ishgard while the war wages on. Nidhogg would possess Estinien when he came into the possession of two of the wrym's eyes. Unfortunately, it was difficult to track him at the time and I needed to prepare for a peace conference with a different dragon's brood—[ there's just so much ]

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Make himself...god?

[HELLO?]

[As she listens, a bubble starts to creep up behind them.]

I...see. You did what you could for the people, but... [A frown.] And Estinien was...possessed? By the dragon? Oh, that's horrible...

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[ Closes his eyes over his dad. It's fine. ]

Aye, by the dragon's shade. [ ... ] Estinien is well and Nidhogg is dead. I trust you know how sensitive this subject is, so if you would keep your knowing from Estinien...

[ A... BUBBLE. Aymeric doesn't notice yet until it's too late. ]

These are truly cursed.

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...Ugh.

[Well. Great.]

[She's gritting her teeth and moving to punch color into the bubble - but the memory that comes is. Not so easy to move on from. She balks at the memory (27-40), eyes wide, hands shaking.]

[She doesn't even say anything. What do you say to your own death?]

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[ Finally i get to sit down and read this proper and... Aymeric is appalled (like me, just sheer what the fuck is JJBA) because truly he doesn't think he can fathom objects just. Manifesting into other objects, even persons.

Not like he hasn't considered this was the truth, tbh, but what. ]

Mistress Hot Pants. If you wish me silent, then...

[ He would be, for her. ]

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...

[She shakes her head, after a moment, wincing like she can still feel it all. The flies under skin. The wood burrowing its way to her neck.]

It's...fine. It's fine, Aymeric.

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[ The bubble goes... And he has many mechanic questions about her world, cause what. In a way, it makes sense in the same way a flesh spray can does.

Is it really fine? They had to watch her death and he can only imagine how many times she might have had to see it. ]

May I offer you a hug? Or simply hold your hand. 'Tis also in your right to reject.

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[She seems to consider it for a moment...before coming closer, closer, hesitating, almost timid...]

[And she embraces him. It's a very gentle hug.]

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[ The hug he gives is not as gentle, but not suffocating. We are not here to agitate any wounds. It's with a noticeable squeeze, as if to ground her to this moment. ]

You're here, Mistress Hot Pants, and you're doing good work.